With a wild abandon, she grinds against her own hand, her body arching like a bowstring pulled taut. Her moans fill the room, echoing off the walls, as she nears the edge. Then, with a cry that's half-surprise, half-delight, she tips over, and a flood of her essence flows, painting the room with her ecstasy. She collapses, her body quivering, as she rides out the waves of her intense, squirting orgasm.